Thursday, June 14, 2018

In Awe



I have always loved the story of Cinderella.  What little girl does not?  Cinderella goes from being a slave to her mean stepmother and stepsisters to being a princess and living in a beautiful castle. As a child, I dreamed of living in Cinderella’s castle.

Fast forward to when my children were preschoolers.  My in-laws took our family to Disney World in Florida.  We were so excited.  The boys wanted to meet Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck.  However, I was anticipating seeing Cinderella’s castle.

As we enter the gates of the theme park and made our way down the street, I was beyond excited.  Now understand, I was in my late twenties and giddy.  Suddenly, there in front of me was Cinderella’s castle.  I stopped in my tracks and literally started crying. I was in awe because the castle was everything I imagined it would be.  My little girl dream had been fulfilled in a small part. (Now, my husband and two little boys did not understand why I was bawling in the middle Disney World.  They were ready to hit the rides, but I just needed a moment to absorb the magic of my personal moment). 

 As I remembered this moment in my life, I began to wonder how often I have stood in awe of God.  Honestly, there are times when I do not look for his glory. I believe as ministers’ wives we often take for granted the “awe” moments that God shares with us.

Just the other day, I was suffering terribly with allergies.  My voice has been gone for a week and a half. I was on every medicine I can take and have had three rounds of steroids.  My doctor said there is nothing else he can do for me.  As I sat feeling hopeless on Friday night, God sent a friend over to visit.  While she was there a strong thunderstorm blew through. I did not think one thing about the storm.

The next morning my voice, although not strong, was back.  The air outdoors smelled clean and fresh.  The yellow haze of pollen had been washed away in the storm.  I stood in awe and praised God for his awesome power for something as small as the storm.

Here is another thought that has crossed my mind.  How often as believers to we take for granted that we have a heavenly home waiting for us? I know I do.  The Bible tries to describe what heaven will be like with streets of pure gold, jasper walls and crystal seas.  For me, it is too much for my earthly imagination.  My mind has designed a heaven like what might be experienced here on earth complete with a banquet table full of chocolate goodies.  However, our minds will never be able to grasp the splendor of our heavenly home until we see it for ourselves.

That is when we will truly STAND IN AWE IN THE PRESENCE OF OUR HEAVENLY FATHER.



Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Sunday Mornings for a Pastor's Wife



My husband and I have been in full time ministry for many years.  We raised our two PK son’s now 34 and 31in the “glass house” world.  One thing I have learned is that every day is a battle with the evil one.  Oh, there are awesome days when all is right in the world and there is peace on earth.  However, let SUNDAY roll in and the wham!  Life seems to fall apart.  That is Satan trying to keep you from God’s work. 

Well girlfriends, that is why God made chocolate and a little humor for the us.  I am sharing today a FEW of the SUNDAY events that have occurred in our ministry.  They are very real moments in from this crazy, blonde, chocoholic preacher’s wife life.  See if you can relate to any of them.
1.      “Do I have to go to church AGAIN?”  Let’s see.  Are you running a fever or throwing up?  No?  Then yes, you GET to go to church again.
2.      “Mommy, I have going to wear my cowboy costume to church today because Jesus loves cowboys.”  Hmm, he got me on that one.
3.      As my husband leaves for church one SUNDAY morning, he casually mentions that I need to bring a casserole for lunch because a Sunday School class decided to have a pot luck.  Hmm, let’s see.  The pantry is empty and I still have to get two children under five to dressed for church.  NOT GOING TO HAPPEN!
4.      A certain two-year-old decides to play Army man on a SUNDAY morning.  He scales the piano bench and climbs on top the piano. I realize the house is too quiet and peer around the corner of my kitchen just in time to see my little one attempt to jump from the piano to the coffee table.  Instead he hits the corner of the table with his head.  He screams. I scream. (I want to run for chocolate ice cream!) Running to check on my little one, I discovered a huge goose egg bump on his forehead.  Thankfully, there was a nurse in our country church who lived across the highway.  Note to self:  never, ever leave a two-year-old independent future military guy unattended especially on a SUNDAY and you might want to become a military medic in case of battle injuries.
5.      As I stood in my bathroom in my robe with wet hair with two preschoolers who are crying for breakfast, my smiling, fully dressed for SUNDAY morning husband steps in and says, “Honey, I am heading to church to prepare for the message.  See you there.”  In my mind I imagine myself walking in to church in my bathrobe and wet hair dragging to two crying and hungry preschoolers who are clinging to my leg.
6.      Once I was so proud of myself because I actually going to be on time for Sunday School.  I was dressed; kids are fed and dressed.  As I gathered my purse, bible, and diaper bag, I heard squeals of laughter coming from our sons’ room.  Soon I saw my three and half year-old chasing his one and half year-old brother down the hall.  The younger of the two had decided that clothes and diaper are optional attire for church. I sigh, grab the streaking toddler, slap a diaper on his bare bottom and head to church.  You can always dress him there. Lesson to self:  Pride comes before a fall especially on SUNDAYS!
7.      My husband was baptizing a child during the morning service.  I was sitting at the back of the church with my toddler, who is watching intently, on my lap. (Yes, it was a small church with no nursery).  Suddenly, as the new convert was dunked under the water, my toddler started crying, “I want to go swimming with Daddy too!”
Note to self:  Always wear a clothing article that coordinates with the deep red coloring in your face.
8.      I was huge pregnant with my second child and trying to entertain/restrain my toddler.  Suddenly, the fiercely independent future military toddler spotted his favorite church member in the choir and skillfully slid like a wet noodle out of my lap.  The future military man then proceeded to “army man” crawl under all the pews all the way to the front of the church to go see his buddy. Hmm, those crawling skills did help develop him in to an awesome military officer.
9.      A visiting pulpit committee takes our family to lunch to further get to know our family.  The meeting lasted a couple of hours.  In the process our six-year-old and three-year-old decide they needed to go to the restroom which is across from your table.  After several minutes, the three-year-old ran in to the restaurant dining room screaming, “Bubba is locked in the potty and can’t get out!” Hmm, at least he didn’t fall in or the three-year-old flush Hot Wheels cars in the potty and cause a flood.
10.  Same pulpit committee, same lunch, same people, and same children.  Our three-year-old decides the “meeting” needed some entertainment.  Mr. Mischievous Funny Man crawled under the table and began barking and panting like a dog.  Hmm, at least my toddler did not think they were fire hydrants.

Sigh . . .SUNDAYS!  I did survive . . .I think.



Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Can You Imagine?




Just recently I visited one of the most beautiful and exquisite homes that I have ever seen. It is a famous landmark and tourist attraction, and I know many of you have heard of it. With 250 rooms and 8000 acres of breathtaking gardens and immaculate landscaping, it is a site to behold. As I toured the home, I tried to imagine actually living there in all of its grandeur.

As I contemplated, “What a house!”, I also thought about another grand and glorious place, a place not made with human hands, a place of infinite wonder and beauty, the sights of which this world has never seen. I thought about heaven.

Do you ever think about heaven? Do you ever wonder how it will feel to be in the presence of our Father and our Savior forever? Can you imagine?

A few months ago, there was a movie in the theaters called, “I Can Only Imagine”. The movie was based on the highly popular song of the same name written by Bart Millard of the group Mercy Me. The song was written at a point of deep sorrow in Bart’s life, and even though the song was conceived out of grief, its message is one of hope.

As I listened to the lyrics of the song, I am moved to imagine what heaven will be like; unending fellowship with the Lord, away from the presence of all the hurt, pain, and turmoil of this world. No more evil. No more sin. Can you imagine?

All of us have seen beautiful and memorable places and have experienced joyful situations in our lives, but none will be able to compare to the glories of heaven!

So...

When life gets tough, gaze on heaven.

When life hurts, meditate on eternity with Jesus.

Wow, imagine that!!

Friday, June 1, 2018

We are ALL Winners!


Kinley played T-Ball and Cameron played Coach-Pitch this year. 
May we ALL be as positive as them.  Cameron's team did not win the championship, but you will not be able to convince Cameron of that............he keeps saying,
"We are the winners!"
May we ALL keep that positive attitude.  Because we ARE all winners if we know CHRIST!!!



Thursday, May 31, 2018

I Can't.....BUT GOD CAN!

As I have shared with you many times........I am a one-on-one person.  I do NOT like to speak in front of a crowd.  It terrifies me.........and is WAY OUT OF MY BOX.

But, God has a sense of humor.  He likes to see me struggle............because he KNOWS that it is during those times that I have no choice but to depend on him FULLY.

I will be leading a three day Ladie's Retreat the middle of June. 

PRAYERS PLEASE.

I Can't.....but GOD CAN!

My topics are:
  • Finding Time for God in Our Busy, Hectic Worlds
  • Stepping Out of the Boat
  • "Redneck" Bible Journaling.
Like I said........I can talk to you face to face all day and all night.....even if you are a stranger....................but I get "throw-up sick to have to stand up in front of a group"  I don't even mind getting the material together..........if YOU will present it.  Smile.

I Can't......but GOD CAN!!!!

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Satan nibbles and nibbles

Have you ever had those weeks where Satan seems to be nibbling and nibbling on you and trying his best to rob you of your joy and peace?

I had one of those weeks a few weeks ago.  Everything I did....went wrong.  EVERYONE and EVERYTHING was getting on my last nerve.

My week started out joyful...........I felt so blessed and thankful.  THEN....little by little, Satan began his work.  First....he started putting doubts in my head.  He got me to imagining what wasn't and begin to WORRY.  The more I worried....the more REAL the problem seemed. 

Because of my worrying and discontent.....everyone and everything began to get on my last nerve.  My tolerance was very low.

AND...the hardest part was........I kept it all to myself.  So, internally, I was boiling and on the outside I was smiling.

I spent a MISERABLE week of sleepless nights, etc.

ALL for NO REASON.

Satan just put doubt and worry into my head.

CONFESSION TIME:  FINALLY....when I reached the bottom..............I turned it over to God...................and he took the worry and doubt away............and gave me my joy and peace back.  AND....my tolerance was back.

We KNOW what we are suppose to do.  We KNOW who we are suppose to turn to............but just like everyone else.....................it is easier to tell someone else what to do.......but when you are too close to the situation, it is harder to see straight.

LET GO..........LET GOD!

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

It's OVER

It's Over.....the 2017-2018 School year is over.  NOW....I have a little over 8 weeks until we begin again...................

You would think this is a relaxing time.....NOT.

  • We just got back from a weekend of fun with out son and our two grandchildren.
  • June 8th - Our church hosts Fishers of Men.
  • June 14-16 - I am leading a Ladie's Retreat
  • June 25-29 - Our VBS

    AND....this is just the beginning.  Smile.  BUT...I enjoy my summers.  Somewhere in the middle of everything....I will take time and finish purging things to make my home less cluttered.  Smile.
This time of school year....I always feel like it is our January..........a time of purging and renewing................a time to start over.

In the summer....I enjoy working in the garden and canning.  My favorite sound is the POP of the can when it seals.

Anyway, Ladies........I plan to ENJOY my crazy, busy summer, even though it is short.